"Boom!"

The spiritual power of the middle of the eighth order shook the spiritual world of a sixth-order peak spiritual powerhouse, and the impact caused by it could be described as extremely huge.

That kind of huge roar almost made Xue Jianbei, the supreme legendary swordsman, mentally collapse.

However, the Xeon Legendary Swordsman is the Xeon Legendary Swordsman.

The pain of the almost collapse of the spiritual world was actually transformed into a painful power by him in an instant, and under the stimulation of this painful force, a roar of rage burst into his mouth again, without any of the demeanor and image of a gentleman back then, and his own momentum almost broke the limit of what he could achieve.

"Sweep through a thousand armies!"

The blade of the sword swung out, and the monstrous power swept on the saber, and it swept out of the three hundred and sixty degrees with the domineering power of sweeping thousands of troops.

The six phantoms transformed by Wang Ting collided with Xue Jianbei's sword blade, and they were all shattered, and the body of the real body was bombarded in front of this blow, and at the fastest speed, he wanted to get out of Xue Jianbei's attack range.

But such a precious opportunity, how could Xue Jianbei let it go, roaring angrily in his mouth, rushing to kill the royal court at the fastest speed, behind his charge, it was as if there was a majestic divine mountain as high as a thousand feet, all of it collapsed at this moment, and the power formed by the landslide and the ground crack was mighty, enough to scare any ordinary liquefied legendary swordsman into fear.

Although Wang Ting immediately stimulated his spiritual power and condensed a powerful wind realm to resist, under the sword of Xue Jianbei, he was still hit head-on, and his concussive body flew out upside down. The qi and blood in the body churned violently.

"Everything is your fault, without you, the world is peaceful!

A sword has the upper hand, and Xue Jian Beikou roared again, and the powerful momentum rushed into the sky, and there was a faint tendency to change from an illusory potential to a substantial "potential". This momentum was crushed, and Wang Ting only felt that the space around him was going to be solidified. The power of the Wind Realm is greatly limited.

"It's a sword momentum!"

Seeing the change in Xue Jianbei's momentum, Xue Wuji's eyes were full of light, and his expression was full of joy.

It's not just him. Even Xia Wuxian and Kolos were full of surprise.

Among the four powerful legendary swordsmen, the one with the most profound understanding of the potential has no suspense, that is, Xia Wuxian, as the prince of the Great Xia Kingdom, and the commander of the Great Xia Swordsman Legion, Xia Wuxian himself has a strong superior momentum, and this momentum is combined with his own sword momentum, which can already initially form an inferior momentum and suppress the opponent.

Back then, the Blazing Inquisitor was so passive in Xia Wuxian's hands. It was because Xia Wuxian sacrificed the killing move of "potential".

Except for Xia Wuxian, not to mention Kolos and Wang Ting, even Mu Tianshuang, a promoted Sword Saint Rank powerhouse, couldn't talk about getting started at all with his comprehension of potential.

But now. Xue Jianbei, inspired by emotions such as anger and hatred, actually made the qualitative change of his own potential change from illusory to real, which was clearly a sign that the comprehension of the sword potential was about to enter, for a while. Xia Wuxian, Kolos, Mu Tianshuang and others, their hearts all pinched.

"Spiritual realm!

At the critical moment, Wang Ting's mouth also let out a low roar, the eighth-order spiritual realm was fully stimulated, and in an instant, the world in front of him changed rapidly, and that kind of vision of energy and matter was clearly distinguished, appearing in his spiritual world.

When Xue Jianbei's sword was really about to slash into his body, his figure rose again at an incredible angle, and the sword light waved, and in an instant, the sword shadow filled the sky, densely filling everyone's field of vision.

"This is the only sword swordsmanship, Wanliu Supreme!"

In the past two months, Kolos, who had practiced countless times with the royal court, recognized this sword technique for the first time.

Even though he had witnessed the brilliance and splendor of this sword technique more than once, after seeing the storm formed by thousands of sword shadows with his own eyes, there was still a burst of heartfelt amazement in his mouth.

Kolos, who has seen this swordsmanship several times, is already like this, not to mention other legendary swordsmen, sword masters, great swordsmen, and demi-saints.

Among the thousands of sword shadows, the fierceness that escaped from each sword was not inferior to the ordinary blow of a legendary swordsman in the liquefaction stage, which was enough to completely kill a great sword master, and now thousands of mountains and thousands of sword shadows were densely falling from the sky, that kind of dazzling and shocking, in an instant, the scene that was still a little lively and talking became silent.

Void ......

There was only the dense, almost connected sound of breaking the air!

"Boom!Boom!Boom!"

Xue Jianbei's shoddy sword momentum had been completely defeated when Wang Ting unleashed the swordsmanship of the Wanliu Supreme, and when he saw so many sword shadows covering the sky in front of him, this supreme legendary swordsman actually had a deep powerlessness in his heart for a while.

Impotence!

Yes, powerless!

It's like a person, let him pinch an ant to death, it's easy and effortless.

However, when there was not a single ant in front of him, but a thousand, ten thousand, a hundred thousand, a million, all that was left for him was powerlessness and despair.

Fortunately, the Xeon Legendary Swordsman is the Xeon Legend Swordsman after all.

After Xue Jianbei felt the initial powerlessness, his mind was immediately replaced by anger, and with the turn of his swordsmanship that stabbed out, a majestic and immovable aura swung out of his swordsmanship, and all the domain power was condensed between his swordsmanship, and in just an instant, he had used the power of the earth domain to make his own guards impenetrable.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Countless dazzling fires continued to shine around the Snow Sword North.

At this moment, Xue Jianbei is like a diamond in a metal storm, and the twelve waves of attacks of the Wanliu Supreme are endless, but they can never help him, the dazzling fire and the bright sword shadow are intertwined, bringing everyone a strong visual impact, under such a shocking scene, almost everyone's eyes widened.

"Fast! It's too fast! The sword of the Supreme Legendary Swordsman can be so fast?"

"This is no longer simply fast, no matter how fast it is, it can't evolve thousands of sword shadows, this definitely involves a more advanced field. ”

"Wang Ting's sword is fast, but Xue Jianbei's defense is stronger, such a storm-like attack, there is nothing he can do?"

"It's too strong, the Xeon Legendary Swordsman, this is the Xeon Legendary Swordsman, it's ridiculous that after I broke through to the Half-Saint Realm, I thought that I was not far from the Xeon Legendary Swordsman, but now it seems that the gap between the two has actually gathered to such an extent! If I am allowed to resist in that burst of sword rain, I will definitely not be able to support a breath!"

The chatter kept echoing.

Even if those swordsmanship, great swordsmen, half-saints, and legendary swordsmen deliberately suppressed their voices, their voices still resounded in this empty land.

"It's too fancy, it's flashy!"

"Insect carving skills. ”

On the Snow Crane and outside the Biwan Pavilion, Mu Tianshuang and Xue Wuxian made a brief evaluation of the two Sword Saint Rank powerhouses.

Although the evaluation is not high, it is not difficult to see from their slightly solemn tone that there is still merit in this wave of swordsmanship.

"That's it! Now, it's time for me to fight back!"

The twelve waves of sword attacks flashed in an instant, and Xue Jianbei, who sensed that Wang Ting's sword attack had slowed down, immediately seized this precious opportunity, and with a big shout in his mouth, a breath full of coldness and whistling rose from his body.

This is the power of the Frost Realm and the Wind Realm.

After the power of the two realms swept away the few remaining sword rays, they immediately exploded, forming a bone-chilling ice and snow storm, the storm swept and went straight into the blood, and the royal court in the void was disturbed by this chill that went straight into the soul, and his body suddenly stagnated!

"Give me death!"

Snow Sword roared in the north mouth, a sword soared into the sky, the sharp sword light of the sword, pointed directly at the royal court, the sword light seemed to penetrate the void, assassinating him in one fell swoop.

"Dispel!"

In an instant, the powerful spiritual power immersed in the body, stimulating all the boiling blood in the body, and the power of the small-scale blood killing secret technique erupted from his body, dispersing all the cold qi that invaded the body, and this power was infused into Wang Ting's sword unabated, making Ruosheng Sword's sword glow red again, and it was aimed at the snow sword north to face it head-on.

"Bang!"

Dazzling flames exploded from the collision of the two swords.

The duel between domains, the collision of true qi and true qi, caused the impact point of the two swords to spread out a circle of shock waves visible to the naked eye, and the pillars of Biwan Pavilion that were close to it were directly shattered and collapsed in half.

The recoil force of the sword's impact caused the floor where Xue Jianbei landed to instantly fall apart, and half of his heel sank into the dirt.

And Wang Ting flew upside down again under the force of this blow, rushing into the void at a distance of more than thirty meters, the sword light waved, and thousands of sword shadows appeared from his hand again, under the illumination of the sun, like a sword god descending from the sky.

"It's useless! To be able to inspire this sword technique, you are indeed a true peerless genius, but the earth realm of my Snow Sword North is not at all something that your scattered power can break, you are in the void, you can't dodge, this will be your last blow, after one blow, there is only one fate waiting for you, that is, death!"

When he said the word death, the momentum of Xue Jianbei's body soared into the sky, turning into a towering and immovable huge sacred mountain, completely enveloping his whole person, for a while, he seemed to take root in the earth, and his body was full of natural and invulnerable, as if to defeat him, it was equivalent to crushing the entire earth.

"Wanliu Supreme's swordsmanship can't be successful, then, let's try the results of my penance cultivation in the past few months......"

Looking at the snow sword north that condensed like an immovable mountain, Wang Ting's mouth muttered to himself, the blood and spirit in his body, at this moment, at the same time, the fierce burning, the energy world sensed by the spiritual power, became unprecedentedly clear.

"Only the sword - the sword dances for a thousand years!" (to be continued)